10. Chapter 10
Frank
In the past six weeks since I’d been in town, I’ve asked Edie out in texts, in person, and left her notes. For six weeks, she’s turned me down.
Tonight, Evelyn had a mischievous look in her eyes when she served me dinner and dropped that Edie was at the pub for a night out. She also added that after at least three drinks, Edie was a whole bunch more agreeable, too.
Holding her close while we danced made me want to cart her off like a caveman, rip her clothes off, and do unspeakable things to her body.
But after all her rejection, I had to wait until she was sober and told me what she wanted.
She lived about ten minutes from the diner, and it was the most awkwardly painful ten minutes of my life.
“You, uh, feeling okay there?” I glanced over in time for her to flip me off, making me chuckle.
Turning onto her road, I drove down to the apartment and parked her car in the driveway. I hopped out and ran around to help her open the door. She raised her eyebrows and slipped from the car.
Once she made her way to the front door, I watched her struggle with putting her key into the knob. She snarled at the door, and I wrapped my arm around her, ignoring her ire.
“Fuckin thing keeps movin’.” She grumbled as I took the keys from her and opened the door. I walked her inside to her apartment before she turned to glare at me. “What’re you doin’?”
“I’m going to make sure you get in bed safe and have what you need.”
“I’m a big girl.” She shimmied her body, daring me to look. “I can take care of myself.” Her lips pursed out, and she swayed on her feet, catching herself in the doorway.
“I’m sure you can, but I promised Enoch I wouldn’t leave until I knew you were settled.”
“Pfft. Whatever.” She grumbled as she made her way towards the small hallway.
“May I use your bathroom?”
“Sure.” Edie made some flipping motion with her hand as she disappeared.
I followed her to the small hall and saw a room across from the doorway. Being curious, I poked my head inside and saw a twin bed with a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comforter, toys, a small desk and realized this room belonged to a child.
She’s a mom.
Not wanting to be caught nosing around, I went to the bathroom and saw more signs of her child. Kid’s toothbrush and toothpaste, bath toys, cartoon character towel alongside her feminine choices.
Her body spray, deodorant, and hair care items.
I used the bathroom and went back to the living room to give her space while she got ready for bed. She stumbled past the doorway and slammed the bathroom door before I heard the sound of running water.
Edie’s a mom.
Hopping up from the couch, I flipped on the light and looked around her apartment. Everything was tidy, and she had a wall tiled with photos. I recognized almost everyone in the pictures and saw her son from birth until …
Fuck. Edie’s not just a mom. She’s Matthew’s mom!
There wasn’t a strange man in any of the photos. Only her family and Matthew.
As I turned around, I saw Legos in the oversized chair, along with a book.
Her stand-offish personality when I first met her made sense now. I’d bet he bailed since he’s not in the picture and when you add that to a strange man coming in hitting on you, well, I understood.
Edith was protecting her son as well as her heart.
Glancing at the clock, I’d realized she’d been in the shower for almost ten minutes and I made my way back to the bathroom door. The water was still running, and I thought I heard a soft sob. I knocked softly and opened the door a crack. “Edie?”
“I’m fine.” She snapped, and I heard a bottle drop.
“Need some help in there?”
The water stopped, and I waited to see if she needed help. I didn’t realize how tight I was holding onto the door until she pulled it open.
Edith stood there with her hair wrapped up in a towel and another wrapped around her body. “You’re in my way.”
“Sorry.” I stepped back and watched her walk through the hall to a room where she flipped on the light.
Leaving her to do her thing, I went back to the living room and looked around more. She had a decent movie collection and, based on the number of Stephen King books, I’d bet she’s a fan.
I sat down in the chair, flipping through the book, waiting to see if she was going to come back out or if she went to bed.
Leaning my head back on the chair, I took a deep breath and pulled my jean legs down, trying to give my crotch more room.
She came back to the doorway and tilted her head. Her hair was down, and for the first time I saw how long it really was. The light from the bathroom illuminated her, causing my breath to catch in my throat.
“Hey Frank?” A small, shy smile graced her face.
I sat forward, tossing the book behind me as I braced my elbows on my knees, stroking my beard. “Edith, what are you up to?”
“Hm. I’m just wondering something.” She shrugged her shoulder.
“And what are you wondering about?” My dick pressed painfully against my zipper.
“Francis?” Her voice dropped low, and husky as she dropped the towel. “Are you coming?”
Holy. God. Damn. She’s naked.
My mouth watered as I took in her form. Breasts bigger than I pictured behind her clothing, pear-shaped and tipped with large suckable nipples. Her shape was a perfect, full hourglass and my hands ached to touch her.
“Hell yeah I’m coming!” Jumping up from the chair, I darted towards her and stopped a breath away. “Edith.” I growled.
She giggled. “Yes, Frank?”
“I don’t want you to regret this.”
Edie closed the gap between us, her hand cupping my cock. “Francis, does this feel like I don’t know what I’m doing?”
My arms went around her, and I cupped her ass, pulling her firmly against my body. “What is it you want?”
Her hands slid up to my head, and she pulled it down, brushing her lips across mine. Groaning, I gave her ass a squeeze and poked at her lips with my tongue to gain entrance.
She opened her mouth, and our tongues danced together. I smelled the sweet melon scent of her body spray, and I had to restrain myself or I’d devour her.
Her hands moved down my body, to the end of my shirt, and her fingertips tickled my skin as she moved them around to my back.
The deeper I kissed her, the more her nails dug into my skin.
Edie broke the kiss and pulled my shirt up and over my head, tossing it on the floor before her hands grabbed my belt, pulling me back in for another kiss.
Fuck me.
This was her show. I needed to let her set the pace. Her fingertips brushed the head of my cock, making me jump.
“Did I hurt you?” She pulled back, horror on her face.
“Hell no.” I undid my belt and left it open. “It’s all you, baby.”
She smiled and slammed her lips against mine. Her hands made quick work of unbuttoning my pants, pushing my boxers down and gripping my hard-on. I wanted to walk her back to the bed, but I still had my boots on, and my clothing was now pooled around my ankles.
Edie broke the kiss again and trailed kisses down my chest, down to my pelvis. When she dropped to her knees before me, I had to will myself not to come. This woman was my undoing. Her blue-green eyes looking up as she teased me, kissing everywhere but where I wanted those lips.
My voice came out in a growl. “You’re killin’ me, Edie.”
“That’s my plan.” She teased and continued with her kisses. “What is it you want, Francis?”
“Baby girl.” I reached down and held myself out straight, almost touching her nose.
She kissed her way down my thighs and nips the inside of my knees. “Lift your leg.”
“What?”
Giggling, she nipped the outside of my knee. “Lift your leg.”
I complied and felt her pull my boot off, and that’s when I realized what she was doing. She gave my other leg the same treatment and soon I’m as naked as she is.
“Edith.”
“Francis.”
I growled and watched as she trembled from the sound. When her eyes popped back open, she lunged forward and wrapped her mouth around me, sucking hard.
Her hand came up to help her mouth, and she hollowed her cheeks, bobbing her head on me.
I reached out and placed my hand on her head.
One, because it turns me on.
Two, because I needed to hold on to something, so I didn’t fall over. I’m no stranger to getting head, but no one has ever revved me up this way before.
Usually I got a few bobs and then they’re done, ready to do something else.
But Edie? She sucked me with no signs of stopping, making me purr like my Harley.
I felt her hand cover mine, pushing it into her hair to hold on.
Fuck me. She’s letting me take charge.
I buried both of my hands in her hair and followed her head as she moved.
“You keep this up and it’s gonna get messy.”
Her eyes looked up through her lashes at me and she moved faster, sucking harder. Her tongue moved all over, and I felt the orgasm getting ready to crest.
“Edie …”
Humming, she took me deeper and as her throat closed on my head; I felt the first burst of cum pump out. Moaning, she deep throated me over and over until I’m spent. Reaching down, I pulled her up and kissed her, tasting myself on her tongue.
My hands caressed her all over as I walked her to the bed until it hit the back of her knees, causing her to flop down.
“My turn.” I dropped to my knees.
Her legs snapped closed, and she shook her head violently, placing her hand on my forehead.
I felt my eyebrow rise with irritation. “Edith.”
“You can do anything but that.”
Tilting my head, I noticed the fear in her eyes. Backing up, I waited for her to drop her hand, and I leaned in, kissing her knee. “Why not, baby?”
“You’ll think it’s silly.”
“Try me.”
“No one’s ever done that before.”
Sitting back on my heels, I looked at her. “You’re joking.”
“If I was joking, I would’ve said two rabbis walk into a bar. The third one ducked.”
Throwing my head back, I let out a hearty laugh. I noticed her shaking with laughter too and I went in for what I wanted, spreading her legs wide and pushing her back on the bed.
“What are youououououou.” She moaned as my tongue lapped up her center.
Her legs fell open, and I gripped her hips, burying my face in her wetness. Every moan from her urged me on. I sucked her clit into my mouth and slid a finger deep into her core, loving the way she trembled beneath me.
“Mm, Frank.” She let out a half moan-half sigh and pushed her hips against my face and hand.
Adding another finger, I pumped them in and out, pulling on her clit and teasing it. Her moans grew louder, and she fisted her hands into the comforter.
I was a man on a mission. I needed to drown in her juice.
Moving my fingers faster, I massaged her clit with my tongue. My other hand moved up to keep her in place, since she squirmed all over.
Her breathing grew erratic, and her moans were louder. “Frank!”
Repaying her humming and moaning on me, I did the same for her and she screamed, slamming her thighs around my head as her pussy flooded my face.
If this was how I was meant to die, I would die a happy man.
My tongue worked overtime, lapping her essence, and soon she tried to crawl away.
“Frank!” Her voice squeaked. “It tickles!”
Laughing, I pulled back and watched as she spread out on the bed, a light sheen of sweat covering her body.
“You’re gonna need another shower.” I winked at her.
“Worth it.”
I crawled up her body, trailing kisses all the way to her lips. “I’m not done with you yet. Not even close.”
“There’s more?” She panted.
Nuzzling her neck, I nipped the soft skin there and felt her shiver. “So much more, baby.”
My cock was hard again and ready for action. I felt the heat from her core begging to be filled and I moved my hips into place, right at her entrance. I wanted to plunge in and feel her bare, but I backed up.
“Hang on, baby.” I got up and grabbed my wallet from my pants. Fishing out a condom, I tore it open and rolled it on.
She sat up on her elbows and her eyes watched my every move.
With a smile, she got up off the bed and came over to me, wrapping her arms around me as she kissed me. My hands moved up her sides, before cupping her breasts and feeling them spilling out of my hands.
Walking us backwards again, I lowered her to the bed and took my time kissing her body, making sure to suck on her rosy nipples. Her moans filled the room, and I settled in between her legs again.
I felt her heat, and I pushed in, groaning as her pussy gripped me, making it difficult to penetrate her.
She said she wasn’t a virgin, but with as tight as she was, I’d bet it’s been a hot minute since she’d been with someone.
And that suited me just fine.